"Why won't you listen to my advice?" Christopher Yard realized in that moment that he was no longer afraid of bullets. The fear on his face completely disappeared, replaced by a slightly gloomy expression. Without hesitation, Christopher Yard rushed forward and grabbed the necks of Xiangyang and the middle-aged man next to him, lifting their bodies effortlessly. Christopher Yard wasn't sure how strong his arms were, but he knew it was not a problem for him to lift these two people with ease. With a loud thud, Christopher Yard threw the bodies of the two men onto the sofa in the room. The people behind him heard the commotion and immediately aimed their guns at Christopher Yard, even though they knew guns were useless against him. They had witnessed what happened to Xiangyang just moments ago. "If you dare to touch me, not only will you suffer, but your family will also be affected. Think it through," Zhang Hongxu's eyes flickered for a moment before he coldly spoke to Christopher Yard.In response, Christopher Yard stomped forcefully on Zhang Hongxu's face. Threatening him alone might not have made him angry, but threatening his family was a different story. Zhang Hongxu let out a scream as Christopher Yard's foot connected with his face. With a strange smile on his lips, Christopher Yard took the handgun from Xiangyang and aimed it at Zhang Hongxu. A gunshot echoed in the room, and fresh blood flowed from Zhang Hongxu's thigh, intensifying his terrified expression. He never expected to be bullied like this on the streets. "Why are you threatening me? I only wanted to have a civilized conversation with you, but you threatened my family. That made me extremely angry!" Christopher Yard tapped Zhang Hongxu's trembling face lightly with the handgun and spoke coldly. He felt that this shot was a form of retribution. Of course, if Zhang Hongxu dared to say another word, Christopher Yard wouldn't mind teaching him a lesson. His intention for coming here was pure; he simply wanted their help. The conditions could be discussed properly. But they had chosen to shoot at him and make threats, which Christopher Yard couldn't tolerate. "What... What do you want?" Zhang Hongxu asked the question he had to ask. Upon hearing this, Christopher Yard removed his foot from Zhang Hongxu's face and looked at the clear footprint he had left. Disdainfully, he said, "Call your boss. I want to speak to him. If he doesn't care about your lives, then there's no need to talk!" Christopher Yard picked up his gun and aimed it at Zhang Hongxu again, causing Zhang Hongxu's body to tremble. Then Christopher Yard shifted his aim to a counter next to him. With a gunshot, a small hole appeared next to the counter, and a wisp of smoke filled the room. The people outside the door wanted to shoot and kill Christopher Yard, but when they saw the injuries on Xiangyang and Zhang Hongxu, they wisely chose not to. Christopher Yard looked at Zhang Hongxu, who obediently picked up his phone. He knew that the boss of this gang wouldn't be staying at a Scarlett casino. The middle-aged man in front of him could only provide information about the casino. Afterwards, Christopher Yard inquired about Zhang Hongxu and Xiangyang's identities, and the reality matched his expectations. Zhang Hongxu was responsible for managing the underground casino, while Xiangyang was sent by their boss to assist Zhang Hongxu. Zhang Hongxu quickly described Christopher Yard, highlighting three characteristics: his ability to determine dice points, his ability to prevent cheating by the banker, and his immunity to bullets. The gang boss, who initially wanted someone to deal with Christopher Yard directly, became extremely interested after hearing Zhang Hongxu's words. After confirming multiple times, he coldly said to Zhang Hongxu, "Wait for me. I'll be there within ten minutes!" Ten minutes later, a young man in a green outfit arrived at the door of the room. He appeared to be in his twenties. When he saw Christopher Yard, the interested smile on his face became even more pronounced. "What's your name? I'm Huarong!" Huarong immediately reached out his hands without any pretense. Christopher Yard frowned. Ignoring Christopher Yard's hesitation, Huarong extended his right hand and shook hands with him firmly. In that instant, Christopher Yard felt a tremendous force coming from Huarong's hand.Christopher Yard snorted coldly, tightening his right hand slightly, but his expression remained unchanged. Huarong, standing beside him, showed a hint of surprise on his face, and the strength in his hand instantly reached its maximum. "Christopher Yard!" As soon as those three words were spoken, the strength in Christopher Yard's hand increased slightly. He noticed a slight change in Huarong's face, and Huarong quickly withdrew his hand, putting on a smile again. "Hehe, Mr. Christopher, I apologize for the incompetence of my two subordinates!" Although Huarong's face was filled with a smile, his heart was filled with shock. Both of his hands were capable of lifting two people separately, but this strength seemed useless against Christopher Yard. Even when he exerted all his strength, his right hand still felt a faint sense of pain. The pain gradually increased until it became unbearable. His arm had a strength of two hundred catties, but Christopher Yard's strength was even greater? A trace of surprise appeared on Christopher Yard's face. He originally thought that Huarong wouldn't be capable of much, but the strength transmitted from Huarong's hand seemed to exceed two hundred catties. If it wasn't for natural talent, then it must be the result of extremely hard training, or perhaps, like him, Huarong had consumed some kind of medicine similar to Bone Broth Detox Soup. "No matter, the reason I came here is to ask Brother Hua for a favor!" Christopher Yard returned the gun in his hand to Zhang Hongxu beside him, then clapped his hands and said calmly. Upon hearing this, Huarong raised an eyebrow and even squinted his eyes for a moment before returning to normal. The smile on Huarong's face became even more pronounced, and he asked with a hint of doubt in his voice, "Oh? I wonder what Mr. Christopher wants to ask of me?"